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In the damp and cold cellar, curled up a blood-stained figure.
Someone came down the long stairs, with a certain rhythm to their steps.
"I heard you figured it out?"
A pair of shiny leather shoes stopped in front of the dying face, calm and steady, in stark contrast to the miserable state of the prisoners, spotless.
Yuling struggled to lift her aching neck.
The well-tailored camel coat showed the tall and straight figure of the man, and the lead gray vest was lined inside, exuding a refined and upright aura. Every time the corner of his mouth raised an arc, Yu Ling couldn't help feeling cold in her heart.
This person has a very deceptive good face, but the methods of torture are endless.
"I, I have a secret to tell you." Her voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows, badly damaged.
The master showed a gentle expression willing to hear more about it.
"Cough cough cough—"
There was a pain in her chest, Yuling coughed uncontrollably, her face turned purple.
"Actually, I'm actually a tasker! Not from this world!"
As soon as these words came out, the room fell into an eerie silence.
In the confidentiality clause, the identities of the taskers must never be noticed by people in the world plot, lest Tiandao find out that they belong to "heterogeneous" and then be brutally wiped out.
But Yuling is now a dead pig and is not afraid of boiling water.
After she was captured by the Qu family brothers, she originally planned to impress others with her beauty and unyielding personality. When their hearts softened, she would make further plans by herself.
Unexpectedly, the two brothers were more ruthless than the other, and they never gave her a chance to show off. The younger brother is sinister and vicious, the older brother is like a snake, and a nest of snakes and rats. She is really blind, and she was moved by her upright, gentle and considerate brother before!
The current task cannot be completed, and she has endured a period of inhuman torture, Yuling really can't swallow this breath.
Even if she were to die, she would have to take a back seat!
She is having a hard time, and no one who steps on her will be able to be happy!
"Taskers, in order to fulfill other people's wishes, travel in different parallel worlds, seeking heart, fame, profit, whatever desires. Taskers earn points by completing tasks, and points can be exchanged for various tools, such as me The Gu for you is called Qiansi Gu, even a sage who can sit still can hardly resist, and he will fall in love with the opposite sex at first sight without hesitation."
Speaking of this, Yuling couldn't help becoming curious again.
How did the hero escape from the maze of Qiansi Gu
She wanted to ask, but when she saw the other party's smile, she immediately dismissed the idea.
"However, besides me, there are other taskers in this world."
Yuling's words were full of malice.
If she can't get the male lead, can't she get that bitch
As long as the male protagonist knows her identity and has doubts about her words and deeds, her good days will come to an end.
Yuling's self-tapping move can be said to kill a thousand enemies and damage herself by eight hundred.
Qu Jinwen restrained his surprise, tapped the watch on his wrist with his fingertips, and said flatly, "Are you trying to say that the tasker is my destined lover, Lin Lang?"
Yuling felt that this person was a bit abnormal.
She shook off her trump card, showing that Lin Lang was a mission taker like her, but she came here to complete the mission, and she didn't treat him sincerely at all. How could he be so calm
Why are you so calm
Because Qu Jinwen didn't believe anything Yuling said at all.
She was full of lies and very cunning, and she did not hesitate to sell her beauty in order to get away.
Death is imminent, and you still want to pour dirty water on Lin Lang
His Mrs. Qu is a beautiful and simple girl, and she never thought of hurting him. On the contrary, it was him who scarred her due to amnesia. She is still lying on the hospital bed and cannot live like a normal person.
"You don't believe it?" Yuling looked at the other party's still calm expression in disbelief.
Her words are so straightforward, could it be that he still doesn't understand
"I don't believe it." Qu Jinwen said indifferently, "I don't believe that the person I love is a liar. But you, you can't even make up an excuse. I think you don't want to continue living."
That being the case, what is there to do with waste that has no value in use
Qu Jinwen's eyes flashed profound violence.
In the girl's horrified sight, the needle pierced into the purple skin.
No one knows what he did in the cellar.
Yuling finally left the world in a particularly tragic way, and did not get out of the shadows for a long time.
After that, every time she met a gentle boy like Qu Jinwen, she ran away in fright.
But the culprit changed his vicious heart in a blink of an eye, and went to accompany his Mrs. Qu.
Twenty-three days after the car accident, Qu Jinwen became more comfortable taking care of Lin Lang.
In fact, he has nothing to do. He is the first person to open the curtain every day to let the sunlight shine in. Regularly replace the bouquet on the windowsill to keep the air fresh. Wipe your lover's body and massage her hands and feet to prevent her limbs from becoming stiff after lying down for a long time.
Qu Jinwen sat on the edge of the bed, carefully stroking the contours of her face with his long fingers.
He found that Mrs. Qu was really pretty.
Those thin brows, like newborn willow leaves, took root in his heart, and grew wildly and lawlessly all the way. When he realizes later, he has already been trapped to death, so how can he think of breaking free
He reached out and stroked her neat black hair, which was a subconscious action. In fact, after many times of tidying up, there was no mess at all, but he just wanted to do something for her, even if it was trivial.
The doctor said she might not wake up.
But he didn't believe it.
Qu Jinwen lowered his head slightly, and gently pressed his cheek against her heart, but he didn't dare to press it all down. Whenever he was disturbed, as soon as he heard the heartbeat here, all negative emotions disappeared miraculously.
"You'll wake up, won't you?" He slowed down, "You know there's always someone in this world who needs you, and you can't bear to leave him alone, right?"
He didn't get a response, so he could only repeat it over and over again, as if he could use this to strengthen his confidence.
Qu Jinwen waited for that miracle.
Even if it is one in a thousand, one in ten thousand possibility.
He will wait until a miracle happens.
Wait patiently.
When she heard her call, she woke up from her deep sleep.
At that time, dawn must be her favorite rose color, as gorgeous as a scene in a dream.
At that time, the wind was not strong, just swaying the stars on the window sill.
And he will be the first person she sees.
Then, he would open his arms and give her the softest smile.
Say, welcome home.
Qu Jinwen waited for a long time.
December passed in a blink of an eye.
The ice and snow melt, and the grass grows and the warblers fly.
Lin Lang had been in a coma for sixty-seven days, and the attending doctor had been expecting it from the beginning to being calm now.
He had no choice but to pat the young man on the shoulder hard to cheer him up.
"A miracle will happen," he said encouragingly.
"Yes, it will." Qu Jinwen smiled sincerely.
He got up to send the doctor out, and bowed deeply towards him.
He will return the most sincere sincerity to every blessing others give her.
Qu Jinwen sat back on his seat again, stretched his hand into the quilt, and gently squeezed those weak hands.
In fact, he was far from the calmness on the surface.
The desperation was surging day by day, and it was even more suffocating in the middle of the night, preventing him from falling asleep.
But he knew that he couldn't speak, and he couldn't collapse.
I don't want her to wake up and see a rotting corpse.
Qu Jinwen stared blankly at his lover's sleeping face, and gradually lost his mind.
When will you come back
Is it... never coming back
He groped for her slender knuckles, and slowly interlocked his fingers.
"I allow you to be playful, and I also allow you to get lost. When you have had enough fun, remember to come back."
Like treating a naughty child, Qu Jinwen is a little helpless, but more of it is a love that cannot be expressed. Because I like it, I can't bear to blame her even the slightest bit.
During the long wait, Qu Jinwen remembered the broken glass bottle again.
She didn't know that after he left, he secretly picked it up and packed it tightly in a cardboard box.
Qu Jinwen went back at night, took out the precious box from the cabinet, and carefully glued it together bit by bit with superglue under the light of the desk lamp. Those tiny cracks are embedded with small crystals, like galaxies, making it more beautiful and delicate.
He didn't sleep all night and was busy until morning, and before he knew it, he fell asleep lying on the table.
When he woke up, the sky outside had already brightened, and through the curtains, he could vaguely see the magnificent rose-colored sky.
Qu Jinwen couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, and overslept.
After introspection, the man carefully put the repaired bottle into a bag and planned to take it to the hospital for storage.
On the way to the hospital by car, as usual, he bought a bouquet of pink baby's breath at a nearby flower shop, wrapped in gradient sky blue wrapping paper, and decorated very beautifully.
With the bag hooked on his arm, Qu Jinwen opened the door of the ward with a bouquet of flowers.
"Mrs. Qu, today is full of stars, do you like this tender pink?"
As soon as he raised his head, the words stuck in his throat.
The window was half opened, and the white curtains fluttered past the two people who were embracing each other.
After a long while, a dark head poked out timidly from his bosom, and soft lake waves appeared in his big bright eyes, reflecting his panic-stricken appearance.
"Honey, who is he...?"
She looked so innocent.
He was so innocent that he was more like a passerby who strayed in.
He only guessed the beginning.